C17

Dongling Northern Chen was shocked. The aftereffects of the red wine were not small. Every time he tasted it, it was just for drinking. He did not expect that this woman would drink it in one gulp.

How crude!

The smile on the face of Dongling Bei Chen became even more obvious.

Tang Lingxi took off her shoes to relax and boldly climbed onto the tea table. Because her knee was injured, she could only lean on the table and slowly approach the Northern Reaches.

Her face was flushed, like a budding peach on a spring day, wet and misty from the spring rain.

His eyes rippled like spring water again, almost to the point that it was about to spill out.

Her red lips were like flowers, stained with light red wine. She was alluring and alluring, and her black hair hanging by her ears was unadorned. It was naturally pure.

Dongling Bei Chen's heart tightened and he quickly took a sip of wine, suppressing the strange feeling that arose in his heart.

Tang Lingxi felt as if something was floating in her mind. She also saw the appearance of the Northern ChenChen of the Eastern Tombs.

In order to save Jiang Meili, it was worth giving his life to this beautiful man!

Tang Lingxi became even bolder as she extended her slender white fingers and dipped them in the fragrant red wine.

Under the attentive gaze of the Northern ChenChen, he raised his neck and slightly opened his small mouth. He raised his hand and let the red wine flow from his sparkling fingertip into a drop of bright red bead before dripping it into his mouth.

Dongling Northern Chen Chen's throat was churning and his eyes were flashing.

Tang Lingxi crossed her slender legs and stepped on the sofa beside Dongling Bei Chen. Her white feet curled up as she leaned closer to Tang Lingxi.

"Boss Dongling …"

In one breath, the Northern ChenChen from the East Ascension Sect took out the remaining wine in the cup and handed it over to Tang Lingxi.

Tang Lingxi caught it and turned it upside down, but she didn't give it to him.

He looked at her quietly, waiting for her next move.

Tang Lingxi had already drunk three glasses of red wine because she was going to go all out. At this moment, her face was flushed red as if she had thought of something. She gently undid the buttons on her collarbone.

The Northern ChenChen of the Eastern Tomb Sect suddenly breathed, and a complicated expression appeared on his face.

Tang Lingxi turned a blind eye to his expression.

Men had their own instincts.

Tang Lingxi slowly undid the buttons on her shirt. However, the buttons on her chest were so tight that Tang Lingxi was unable to unbutton them.

Dongling Bei Chen's mouth was dry and his heart was slightly anxious.

Tang Lingxi's face turned even redder. Seeing that she was unable to remove the button, she used all her strength to rip it open. The button rolled around the tea table a few times before rolling onto the carpet and stopped moving.

At that moment, Tang Lingxi's chest was slightly open and her breathing was unstable. The moment she stood up, Tang Lingxi used her calves to block her path.

The Northern ChenChen of the Eastern Tombs saw a slender and fair leg in front of him, and his gaze was unexpectedly glued onto it.

"Boss Dongling, what's so good about your legs …"

Tang Lingxi reached out her hand to hook his face and let him look at her. Then she raised her hand and tilted the wine cup. A thin line of red light fell on her exquisite collarbone before shooting out a round red pearl that wantonly spread across her snow-white skin.

The Northern ChenChen only felt that the extreme scenery in front of his eyes was exceptionally dazzling as scarlet and white interweaved together. His heart instantly felt as if it was struck by lightning as it rolled and trembled uncontrollably.

"Tang Lingxi!"

Tang Lingxi tilted her head and looked at him with her misty eyes.

Very good!

Although the Northern ChenChen from the East Tomb was a bit hot and slow, the repressed heat in his eyes was the same as those ordinary men!

One more push and Jiang Meili would be saved!

"Boss Dongling …"

Dongling Northern Chen turned his face away and his throat rolled for a long time. The dry feeling made him at a loss of what to do. He originally wanted to speak, but when he called out her name, his mind went blank.

He didn't know that this woman was so good at playing.

After a long time, the Northern ChenChen of the Eastern Tomb Mountain turned around with a playful smile on his face.

"Miss Tang Lingxi, do you know that the cup of wine you've wasted is around one hundred thousand yuan?"

F * ck!

The cup in Tang Lingxi's hand fell onto the carpet with a thud.

"Carpet, one hundred and eighty thousand."